My London Beach Holidays : πŸ–•U Boris

The year is 2021 and the UK’s blonde himbo version of Mussolini has declared that holidays for the working class are illegal.

Of course, these rules do not apply to the antediluvian incestuous geriatric vermin known as the royal family. Souvlaki cravings must be met at all costs (including those oh so pesky carbon emissions the masses get guilted about constantly), and thus a trip to Greece is of national need.

Did we expect anything less, from a group of inbred individuals whose prehistoric leader expressed his wish to reincarnate as a virus in order to cull the population?

Did we expect anything less, from a first in line whose best friend was a full fledged pedophile?

No, because they are a bunch of inbred parasites, happily leeching off the sleeping masses… The same dozy masses who paradoxically claim and armour themselves with the term “woke“, when in fact they are just regurgitating trash ideologies designed to keep them trapped in a humor free society, ruled by obesity activists and angry misogynistic men in dresses.

However, and since I have been happily flouting the “rules” since the very beginning of this real life pantomime, I am happy to announce that once again, I am saying fuck you to these unlawful rules.

I have enjoyed fresh air in London beach, and will soon be taking my freedom fighting ass to France, Scotland and beyond.

There are always options and I have chosen mine : my inalienable right to be free.

With Love & Freedom,